Leaving the St Johnsville marina and campsite at 9:48 was the beginning of a pleasant ride through the countryside as it followed the canal. A former rail line cut through stone made up the trail with old mileage markers showing the distance to New York. Betsy went ahead as I clicked off the miles. Thinking she was well ahead of me, I spotted her unloading her bike much to her surprise. Instead of her riding towards me as planned we rode away from her car for about three miles. She backtracked to her car and road ahead to lock ten when I spotted her again. We sat by the lock by a flock of geese watching small pleasure boats and long freight trains pass by. We bought food the night before which we ate for lunch, which included cheese, sausage, chips, crackers, apples and Gatorade. Out in the sun slightly shadowed by her car, we had a very pleasant mid day break.
Back on my bicycle again for the next seven miles brought me to a marina campsite in Scotia, a beautiful setting to spend the night. Betsy drove to find food and beverage for a pre-dinner
cocktails and chill down. In Amsterdam we found the ‘Tap Room’ where we dined in moderate style. Nice town with more going on than we had seen for the past several days. With trains passing constantly and interstate 90 humming, we sank into a semi restful sleep.
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